the old general

money fan by LelaMajnun from flickr

The old general makes a return
On the day the army celebrates
He can't leave his troops
He knows them in his palms

Though he has retired years ago
The rumbling and passion brought him in
Walking proudly showing his mischievous smile
The troops stood up and clapping hands
The old general has returned to bury his enemies
Within and outside of his camp

He thinks he has balls
Shooting off on his range of subjects
Time he should stay at home
Repent of his sins seeking ways to forgive

Yet in his mind
He can't let go
He wants a piece of the war action
So he returns to his former barrack
Unwilling to change unwilling to let go
Now he thinks he can do better

The troops he left behind
All have learned his tricks
They are now hard, lost souls and power greedy
Of wealth and projects

He forgets it is the end
He can't salvage for his troops
They are lost with greed
Money politics and greased palms
It is time to change
For the future generations
The old general he lives in his time